The shot fired by the bandit in the sniper who was put to the ground and the two knives that Lars slashed his wrist were only skin wounds, at most it was a little painful when he was injured, and he gritted his teeth and passed, and no man would snort.

It's just that now this person at this time began to uncontrollably break out of a bean-sized cold sweat on his forehead, and it was obvious that his facial muscles began to show in a very strange degree of distortion, and that kind of appearance made people wonder if there was any bug under his face.

After a while, he began to raise his injured hands and kept groping his hands up and down his body, and even faintly heard the clicking sound between the bones and joints, and the whole body kept squirming and curling, if he was not an acrobat, I am afraid it is difficult to imagine how his body could posses all kinds of extremely strange and complicated poses.

A heart-rending cry came out of his mouth uncontrollably, his lips were bitten and he didn't know it, the nails of his hands were deeply buckled into the flesh, his eyes were red and bloodshot, and people with a little association couldn't guess how much pain a person had to endure to have this phenomenon.

The catkins who had been turning her back finally couldn't help but want to take a peek when she heard the movement behind her, slowly turned her head, and when she saw the strange human body in the center of the crowd, she covered her mouth with her little hands and couldn't help but exclaim.

The bandit glanced at the woman, took out a cigarette and lit it himself and threw it to the others, then raised his head and motioned to the ghost hand and said, "Let him breathe."

Liu Wu panted slightly, her plump chest rose and fell, she had not encountered blood and misery in all these years, but it was the first time she saw an intact person step into hell on earth in an instant, and the contrast was too great.

The ghost hand squatted down, groped and slapped his body a few times, then stood up again and said in the ear of the bandit: "His physical condition can only bear this time, if he is in the middle of the next time, I am afraid that the whole person will have a mental breakdown or simply die suddenly because he can't bear the pain, so ...... This time you try not to waste it."

Hu Bandit took a deep breath of cigarette and nodded, and then suddenly asked curiously: "How long do you estimate how long I can hold on according to my strength?"

The ghost hand was stunned for a moment, and after thinking about it, he said: "On his basis, you can hold on for more than twenty minutes, Lars may be a little longer."

The bandit gasped, rubbed his nose, took out a cigarette and stuffed it into the mouth of the sniper who had coughed up several mouthfuls of blood on the ground, lit a cigarette for him before slowly saying, "It doesn't taste good, right? Don't worry, if you can't get up, I'll help you reminisce when you've rested enough."

After Hu Bandit said this, he couldn't help but tremble a few times when he had always shown a strong image, his eyes showed a thick fear, and he didn't make a movement when he opened his mouth, maybe because the pain just now made him unable to speak!

After smoking a cigarette, Hu Bandit lit another one for him, until after three cigarettes, the other party shook his head and refused, Hu Bandit said lightly: "Ease up, give you two choices, either I will ask you and answer, and then give you a good time, or you will continue to enjoy the feeling just now until you die."

"Ahem...... cough cough ......" The other party coughed up a mouthful of blood mixed with thick phlegm, opened his eyes weakly and said hoarsely: "It's also a vain question for you to ask, how many things do you think you can carry in our heads like the little soldiers who charge ahead?"

The bandit laughed and slashed his skin with the tip of the knife, his body that had just been devastated by severe pain was very sensitive, and the sensitivity of just a slight touch was several times more than usual, not to mention the pain caused by the puncture and bleeding.

"Your skills are actually put in our bandits, you can also stand alone, I don't believe that the people of East Turkistan are so generous and willing to let you be a small soldier" Hu Bandit put away the tip of his knife, and said with a smile: "It seems that I really have to help you reminisce, I hope you can stand it"

"Give me a good time" The other party finally closed his eyes in fear, not wanting to reminisce about the tragic experience.

"What is your idea to come all the way to Venezuela and target this medical team?"

"There are two leaders in East Turkistan who have been controlled by the Chinese military for some time, and our purpose is to exchange these people for them and force the military to compromise."

That's right, just like the information given by Major Huang, after the bandit tried to find that the other party was not lying, he then asked: "It's strange, if you want to force them to compromise, you can do it in Huaxia, it seems that there is no need to go so far to start, don't you know if this deal is worth it?"

"Of course, it's clear, Huaxia is your home field, our chances of making a move are too low, and we can only control the situation after Venezuela succeeds"

"Last question, if I'm not mistaken, East Turkistan should rarely accept people outside of their own race, you should be an authentic Chinese, what's going on?"

"Hey...... I knew you would have to ask that, it's actually very simple......" He smiled dryly, and seemed to be very satisfied with Hu Bandit's last question, the weird smile lasted on his face for a long time, and finally he seemed to be tired of laughing before swallowing his saliva and said: "Because we are not Huaxia either!"

"What?" Hu Bandit's eyes opened suddenly, and he was a little dumbfounded, and he hurriedly lowered his head and wanted to continue to ask, only to find that a bloodshot suddenly oozed from the corner of the other party's mouth, and it flowed more and more, and the ghost hand hurriedly pinched his chin with his hand but found that it was still a step too late, and he bit his tongue.

The bandit stomped his feet hatefully, pinched off the half-smoked cigarette in his hand, locked his brows and gritted his teeth, and said: "This guy can bite his tongue a long time ago, and he only bites until now because he wants to trick me after I ask that question."

"Busy in vain, I knew that he was shot and he was blown down," Su Mingtu said with a snort.

"Actually, we have always entered a misunderstanding" Lars suddenly said: "I think that those with black hair and yellow skin must be Chinese, but in fact, they are not ......"

The ghost hand took the boning knife from the hand of the bandit, cut open the clothes on the corpse from top to bottom, and let his body come out naked, and at this time, he could still find red and swollen marks everywhere on the corpse: "I don't see anything wrong"

At this time, Liu Wu, who had been standing on the periphery, suddenly walked over, looked up and down Chiluo's corpse and suddenly said: "Actually, everyone is different, every nation is also different, even if human beings have multiplied for I don't know how many years, there have always been subtle tea coins until now, that is to say, as long as it is a body, then if he is carefully investigated behind his back, he can tell a lot of unknown things."